"I would not deny that but I rather die a warrior's death than live a miserable life seeing adventurers die and die and die again."
"Not this one." Old Flammet said as he pointed at Jin.
"No, not this one yet," Gerrad said as he took out a sword and pointed at Old Flammet. "If you are attacking him, you have to go through me."
"You are one mysterious person. Jin. All those powers that I had seen you use, its extremely abnormal to the point that the Dungeon King wished to skip the next fight and talk to you instead."
"Aren't I talking to him, right now?" Jin asked and it was as if Gerrad had been hit a nerve.
"What?" Old Flammet raised his battle hammer instinctively as if to protect himself.
"The boss is right here all this while, watching me fight. I doubt that he is Gerrad or whoever your friend was."
"How did you conclude that? What makes you think that I am the one?"
